Chapter 42
Gilbert fell silent, his mood visibly darkening, thinking Sherilyn was giving him attitude.
Patience was not one of his virtues, and he was on the verge of storming out. But then, he nced
at the medicine in his hand. What could he do? He was in the wrong.
Taking a few steps forward, he bent down and put the medicine on the coffee table. He looked at
Sherilyn’s retreating figure, instructing her, “Got the meds for you. The instructions are on the box.
Make sure you take them.”
Sherilyn didn’t move or respond. In the dim light, her silhouette seemed particrly frail,
Gilbert frowned, wondering if she had always been so thin. Recalling when he carried her earlier
that day, she felt as light as a feather in his arms. Sherilyn was too thin, much too thin.
Suddenly, he felt a twinge of pity. His lips parted as he said awkwardly. “About today, I got it wrong.
I forgot today was your grandma’s memonial. The overpass at Wind Bridge copsed, and I only
just found out about it. I’m sorry”
It took him a while to get all that out. His tone had always been impatient with Sherilyn, annoyed
even. The calm, almost humble voice was a first for him.
Yet, Sherlyn remained unresponsive.
Gilbert wondered, “Asleep? You can’t sleep yet. You need to take your medicine..
Looking at the coffee table, he realized there was no ss of water,
Feeling guilty, Gilbert took it upon himself to say. “Wait here. I’ll get you water”
He tumed and headed into the kitchen. Soon after, he returned with a ss of water, bent down,
and ced it on the table.
“Sherilyn, I know you’re not asleep. Cool down. Get up and take your medicine. You passed out
from the pain. You must take your medicine.”
He identally knocked something off the table as he set down the ss.
“Huh? What’s this?” Gilbert bent dow
down, picking it up.
It was ady’s purse, unmistakably Sherilyn’s
The purse had fallen open. As Gilbert picked it up, he saw a photo. Who was it? He was about to
take a closer look.
“Give that back!” Suddenly, Sherilyn sat up and snatched the purse from his hands, quickly
snapping it shut
Her eyes,
eyes, full of wanness, red at him. “Don’t touch my things!”
That was thest straw for Gilbert. “Sherilyn, can’t you see I’m trying to help? I was kindly getting
you water so you could take your medicine…”
‘I don’t need your help!” Sherilyn clutched the purse, her gaze cold and distant. “I don’t need you to
get me water, and I never asked for medicine. I won’t take it!”
“You!” Gilbert was livid, his handsome face turning icy. “Not need my help? Fine, great! Do you think
I want to bother? If I meddle anymore, I’ll be… I’ll be ”
A fool!
He couldn’t bring himself to say it before Sherilyn, storming upstairs in a huff instead.
Sherilyn closed her eyes, feeling the remnants of his anger, then slowly opened them and looked at
her purse. While touching the photo inside gently, she whispered, “Jenna, that was close”
Sherilyn nearly let him see it! Even though she was sure Gilbert despised her enough not to
recognize Jenna, she still didn’t want him to know about Jenna’s existence!
Jenna was her child, hers alone
The next day, Sherilyn took the day off to rest at home, feeling much better by the evening
She then received a notification from the rental agent that her contract was ready. After freshening
up, she met with thendlord at the agency, paid the deposit and rent, and received the keys to her
new ce.
Gilbert fell silent, his mood visibly darkening, thinking Sherilyn was giving him attitude.
Patience was not one of his virtues, and he was on the verge of storming out. But then, he nced
at the medicine in his hand. What could he do? He was in the wrong
Taking a few steps forward, he bent down and put the medicine on the coffee table. He looked at
Sherilyn’s retreating figure, instructing her, “Got the meds for you. The instructions are on the box.
Make sure you take them”
Sherilyn didn’t move or respond. In the dim light, her silhouette seerned particrly frail
Gilbert frowned, wondering if she had always been so thin. Recalling when he carried her earlier
that day, she felt as light as a feather in his arms. Sherilyn was too thin, much too thin.
Suddenly, he felt a twinge of pity. His lips parted as he said awkwardly. “About today, I got it wrong.
I forgot today was your grandma’s memorial. The overpass at Wind Bridge copsed, and I only just
found out about it. I’m sorry”
It took him a while to get all that out. His tone had always been impatient with Sherilyn, annoyed
even. The calm, almost humble voice. was a first for him.
Yet, Sherlyn remained unresponsive
Gilbert wondered, “Asleep? You can’t sleep yet. You need to take your
medicine.
Looking at the coffee table, he realized there was no ss of water.
Feeling guilty, Gilbert took it upon himself to say, “Wait here. I’ll get you watec
He turned and headed into the kitchen. Soon after, he retumed with a ss of water, bent down,
and ced it on the table.
“Sherlyn, I know w you’re not asleep. Cool down. Get up and take your medicine. You passed out
from the pain. You must take your medicine”
He identally knocked something off the table as he set down the ss.
“Huh? What’s this?” Gilbert bent down, picking it up.
It was ady’s purse, unmistakably Sherilyn’s
The purse had fallen open. As Gilbert picked it up, he saw a photo. Who was it? He was about to
take a closer look
“Give that back!” Suddenly, Sherilyn sat up and snatched the purse from his hands, quickly
snapping it shut.
Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.
Her eyes, full of wariness, red at him. “Don’t touch my things!”
That was thest straw for Gilbert. “Sherilyn, can’t you see I’m trying to help? I was kindly getting
you water so you could take your medicine…
“I don’t need your help!” Sherilyn clutched the purse, medicine. I won’t take it!”
her gaze cold and distant. “I don’t need you to get me water, and I never asked for
“You” Gilbert was livid, his handsome face tuming icy. “Not need my help? Fine, great! Do you think
I want to bother? if I meddle anymore, I’ll be… I’ll be…”
A fool!
He couldn’t bring himself to say it before Sherilyn, storming upstairs in a huff instead.
Sherlyn closed her eyes, feeling the remnants of his anger, then slowly opened them and looked at
her purse. While touching the photo inside gently, she whispered, “Jenna, that was close
Sherilyn nearly let him see it! Even though she was sure Gilbert despised her enough not to
recognize Jenna, she still didn’t want him to know about Jenna’s existence!
Jenna was her child, hers alone.
The next day, Shenlyn took the day off to rest at home, feeling much better by the evening
She then received a notification from the rental agent that her contract was ready After freshening
up, she met with thendlord at the agency, paid the deposit and rent, and feceived the keys to her
new ce.